A sister of the Oceanids, she rose
To give the weary traveler a kiss
I love the way her liquid beauty flows
Forgive me if I pause to reminisce
The traveler she kissed was none but me
I still remember wishing on a star
That I could be at one with her, the sea
And so I traveled long and very far
I found her in the East where it was warm
The rising sun gives beauty to her life
She dances like a wave tossed by a storm
With peace and grace her gentleness is rife
I love when Asia calls me from her place
And blows her gentle kisses on my face
